This past weekend, three things at a time

Three things about seeing Hitchhiker's Guide with rafaela and the kids:
1) I cannot believe that we hadn't made it down to Spectrum Theatre in Albany before. I mean, they actually show documentaries and stuff with subtitles there. Caveat: We must get directions to I-787 in advance, unless we really want to see some interesting neighborhoods again.
2) I take back everything bad I said about the casting before. Mea culpa.
3) Young kids don't care a lick about confusing scripts and Hollywoodized endings, as long as there are talking sofas and alien fly swatters that whap people in the nose.

Three things about contradancing:
1) It'd been entirely too long for me. Contradancing still the best way on the planet to meet people, even if I was sweating like it was monsoon season on my head.
2) I want a bouzouki. And a shawm. And a bodhran. And that fiddler.
3) I don't care if she's a lesbian. She's still cute, and she makes good eye contact. (No, not the fiddler.)

Three things about hanging out with zarhooie:
1) She's an awesome cook.
2) And gives awesome hugs.
3) *happysigh*

Three things about the Sunday night informal SCA gathering:
1) I wish I hadn't shown up on Tablet Weaving Instruction Night. I don't need any more project obsessions in my life, thank you.
2) I wish I could sew, like rafaela can.
3) Forsooth.

Three things about my feet:
1) They still hurt. Contradancing barefoot is magnificent and a reason to go on living, but ye gods, does it do a number on your arches.
2) My toenails are purple and sparkly, thanks to zarhooie's tender ministrations. Thank you!
3) 12 hours on the gas pedal in three days makes my ankles sore. So worth it, though.